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"I like to fell dead when I saw this kid work."

Thus the great Negro fighter Henry Armstrong saluted the ability of Keith Nuttall, a boxer of Brigham City, Utah, who is just 13 years old. Last week, as usual, blond, handsomely babyfaced, mild-mannered young Keith was appearing in exhibition bouts in his home neighborhood. He was fast, brilliant in his footwork, a cunning boxer, and punched so hard that he had to have his hands taped. He has been fighting for two years now--two or three bouts nearly every week.

Keith has already been taken on a California tour by Henry Armstrong, who says the youngster has "the greatest left I ever saw." Jack Dempsey and Max Baer admire the junior pugilist. Sportswriters who have seen him are enthusiastic. As for Keith himself, he simply proposes to lambaste his way to the championship of the world.

Keith, 95 lb., fights most of his exhibitions with his father, Morris Nuttall, who used to be an intermountain lightweight champion. Morris Nuttall started training the boy in earnest when he was eleven, keeps him on a diet, sees to it that his muscles develop gradually enough to prevent any tightening up--the "boxer's bugaboo." In exhibitions with other boys--most of them his seniors by two or three years--Keith has beaten fighters more than half again his weight.

When he has won his world championship, Keith plans to retire immediately, undefeated, and make a career as an all-around sports coach.

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